“Conscience” By Robin Chappell

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It was wrong from the beginning….

That house of cards that I built

I tried it every which way but…

The positioning was all wrong

And the wind kept stopping by….

Taking the glory of all it’s progress

Singing that same old song

It was wrong from the beginning…

But the mood just struck me so

I tried to make it go away but…

It happened in the mere blink of an eye

Erasing all the good that I’d ever know

It was wrong from the beginning…

I don’t believe I can ever make it right

I’ve sacrificed and cried out to the heavens…

But angels don’t save you from hell

It was wrong from the beginning…

With an end that no one can tell…

“Flawed Love” Robin Chappell

Sunshine and rainbows?

Isn’t that what they say love can’t always be everyday?

The sunshine you’ve instilled in me effortlessly breaks through our anger

Rainbows are the everlasting promise to patiently calm our nerves

I am not perfect and neither are you but we are deeply in love

So I never look for it when it comes to you

It’s the reason I feel so blessed with no recollection of stress

Beaming from the unconditional love of every action you do

Kissing my lips covered in the early mornings of my breath

Caressing my body tenderly when you feel it’s in need of rest

Before I have to ask, you’ve already conquered the task

Spoiling me and plastering smiles on my face without one drop of cash

I am not perfect and neither are you but we are deeply in love

I don’t have to look for it when it comes to you

“Hearth” By Robin Chappell

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Do not ignite my fire only to let it burn out

Singe my heart with your truth

Enlighten me again on what your flame is about

I’ve extinguished every doubt and I’ve taken all the heat

You gently warm my heart with your beautiful smile

Comfort me with every fervent word you choose to speak

The sparks we created long ago burst into the brightness of a bonfire

Keeping a glow upon my face I never want to retire

So do not ignite my flame only to let it burn out

Engulf me until I feel it from the inside

Until you make my entire body shout

My passion will need to remain kindled

Tending to the embers in the hearth of our love

Fuel them before they begin to dwindle

Watching it die out like the stars burning from above

Do not ignite my flame only to let it burn out

Let the flicker remain the same reason that you came

Let it sting the world like fireballs from your mouth

Raining new light into the darkness of their brains

“Tiny Shiny Glass” By Robin Chappell

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Life was tragically shattered by a dream to be great

To be brilliant, upstanding, be more giving than demanding

Then came the inaudible crash ringing through my ears incessantly

So loud like a crystal chandelier beautifully falling to the fate of gravity

Miniscule shards of glass spread and glisten against my skin

I clamber around…I pick them up and I pick them out

Before anyone notices the deplorable mess I scramble to sweep them in

Feeling like inevitably I can just glue them back together again

Then everyone would see it’s transparency

Light breaks through the cracks creating glowing specks of a spectrum

Displaying a colorful rainbow of promise on the walls as I scream out

“I fixed it! Look at how I made it all new!”

Then comes the disintegration of the weak glue I attempted to use

Before the mass’ eyes fall upon it while it’s good, it completely crumbles again

Chipping away slowly at first, the sound of tiny sifted grains or like trickling rain

The smallest cracking like the December embers of the warmest fire

The weight and support can finally bare no more

I watch the bottom caving into the pressure I could never defend

Pulled from beneath me so quickly when I no longer had dividends

I desperately try to stick them back together with the thickness of the years

I gather the pieces into my arms frantically pasting them with tears

Hands and arms absolutely bloodied with no result but the potential

The possibility that my life exists, so the tiny shards of glass help me to reminisce

Once I bathe in it in pure bliss you may label me insane

But it would disappointingly be the principle you completely missed

This disaster before me holds a presence that is broken but vulnerably open

Beautifully hideous, deformed, and plagued

Honest and rebellious. It’s an infection and a plague

I can’t ever fix it after the hundreds of times I tried

And what it took was the acceptance of failure, the doing away of my pride

I no longer hide the guilt or the shame the comes with the sound of my name

There is truth and there is proof that everything is meant to start anew

So I proudly dust myself clean, roll my sleeves, beginning a new project with stronger glue

Doing away with the chips and remains of the past I desperately wanted to hold together

Knowing it was dangerously unstable, the fate of collapsing beneath the weight of a feather

Now it can withstand the storms, there is no more sweeping to do

There is no longer the disappointing sound of glass breaking beneath the soles of my shoes

Taste

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It’s all over your face

You love the way it tastes

Your favorite flavor to indulge in

So moist and rich it’s a decadent sin

Ensuring that you never waste one drop

Even if you could you would never stop

Smooth like milk and honey

Sweet and runny

Licking any traces from your fingertips

Then your fingers part my lips

Inviting me to taste a few of my sips

Flowing like nectar from a honey bee

An addiction always bringing you down to your knees

Most times you just face it

Other times you dive right in

Without it you get impatient

Demanding to know when you’ll have it again

It’s all over your face

You love the way it tastes…

“Hurts So Good”

Robin Chappell

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Across my glowing face spreads a smile of deep satisfaction

Hours crawling by and I am still possessing uncontrollable reactions

Vivid memories flash through my unsettling head

I clench my legs together reflecting on thoughts of you in my bed

My skin adorning discrete and small marks of unmerciful passion

I wear them proudly throughout my day as if they are a new fashion

Aches and pains. Whip lashes and neck strains

Secret reminders from you for just a few days will remain

And it all hurts so damn good with only a small price to pay

Constantly looking forward to the odds and ends of you in my day

Releasing sexual frustrations on to me during several occasions

So much passion and chemistry, others question our stares and relations

Once your strong hands get a grip on my body I always lose control

Obligingly, you cater to my fetish for pain

I beg of you to never take it easy on me or feel like you need refrain

Treat my body as if it is impossible to break

Screaming out your name like I’m insane

You’re heightening my pleasures as you always should

You give me what I want

You push me to my limits

I’m never too shy to admit it and how it HURTS SO GOOD!

Rose Petals

By Robin Chappell

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I stare at you. You stare at me.

Leaning in towards each other slowly

I intuitively draw you into my mind

As your soft full lips finally meet mine

I feel tingling sensations traveling down my spine

The rest of the world is disappearing

I am growing more and more consumed in the comfort of your time

Lightly I suck in your bottom lip

Passion dripping thick as you do the same

The intertwining of your lips amazes me

Beautiful in every small way

Inviting the warmth and wetness of your tongue

Just begging for me to stay

Sweeter than honey dripped from scones

Your large hands all over my body begin to roam

Never knew moments as right as this could ever exist

We could go on like this forever if reality never through a plot twist

As we refrain you plant smaller kisses across my face

A look of satisfaction as you notice my pink lipstick has been erased

I finally welcomed you into my world willingly

Now I am elated with everything you’ve shown me

I stare at you. You stare at me